Her mind lives in a quiet room,
A narrow room, and tall,
With pretty lamps to quench the gloom
And mottoes on the wall.
There all the things are waxen neat
And set in decorous lines;
And there are posies, round and sweet,
And little, straightened vines.
Her mind lives tidily, apart
From cold and noise and pain,
And bolts the door against her heart,
Out wailing in the rain.
-Dorothy Parker
Current Residence: Baltimore, MD
deviantWEAR sizing preference: XL
Print preference: glossy
Favourite genre of music: all of them minus opera
Favourite photographer: hmm...
Favourite style of art: traditional
Operating System: Windows?
MP3 player of choice: Ipod
Shell of choice: my skin
Wallpaper of choice: dunno
Skin of choice: mine
Favourite cartoon character: aang from avatar
Personal Quote: "pretty safe"